However, just when Zhang Xiaofan was about to consolidate Su Wanqing for this follow-up consolidation treatment of "Five Weaknesses of Heaven and Man", she saw that Miss Sister "White Angel" sitting opposite him suddenly said.
"Xiao Fan, I ... definitely ... must I meet you frankly ?!"
Su Wanqing's teeth bit her lower lip lightly, her eyes lowered, and she subconsciously avoided Zhang Xiaofan's eyes, so she did not dare to look at them.
The tenderness of the younger sister was more because of the unspeakable tension and shyness in her heart, and her fingers were agitated tightly, showing her uneasiness and cramping ...
"Yes, we do need to meet frankly."
Zhang Xiaofan's face was very solemn, and in the words of "Frank Meet", the sound of the words was very serious, and the meaning he wanted to express was even more obvious.
"Because I'm only learning a little now, and my medicine hasn't reached the level of hanging wire diagnosis, and it's pure fire!"
"If acupuncture is performed through clothes, let alone the effect of acupuncture after that, let's just say that there is a greater chance that this point will be wrong."
Having said that, Zhang Xiaofan gave a slight tone of speech, and then did not forget to add a word, said.
"I think Miss Su, you are also a doctor about the importance of the acupuncture points in this human body. I don't need to say more about the importance of this in your own heart, right?"
"In the unlikely event that something goes wrong, it would be a complete mistake ..."
"That ... then okay ..."
Seeing Zhang Xiaofan has already spoken to such a degree, although Su Wanqing felt more or less uncomfortable and cramped at this time, but it was not good to say more about the matter, she nodded slightly. .
Then, I slowly got up from the big bed, and the clothes on my body were also one piece, and one piece slowly faded away--
Looking at the one on the bed, one more ambiguous and obscure, the more indescribable clothes later--
Zhang Xiaofan's throat knot also shook up and down, swallowed a spit, and worked hard to suppress the unspeakable "agitation" and "yùwàng" in his heart. He didn't know how many times he had meditated on it. "Color is empty, and empty is color ..."
In this way, it took about an hour and a half for the picture that the children could not hold it before they saw it, and Zhang Xiaofan gave Su Wanqing's acupuncture treatment only to an end.
After re-dressing her clothes to Su Wanqing, when she saw Zhang Xiaofan, she looked pale with a little bit of sweat, and her forehead was also exuding a fine amount of sweat. She could not help feeling more moved and grateful. Road.
"Zhang Xiaofan, this time is really troublesome!"
"No hassle ... it's just a hand."
"It was just that the thirteen needles of the ghost gate were used before. When the ghost was buried, Zhenyuan consumed a little too much ..."
Zhang Xiaofan shook his hand, his tone was not exhausted, said.
This time is not the same as the last time, this time Zhang Xiaofan did not pretend to be it, but it was really a bit too much.
In itself, the ghost Zangzhen in the thirteen needles of the Ghost Gate has very high requirements for the needle applicator. Each shot must be held still and focused ...